Draco had been released from his hold against the wall awhile ago. He didn't know about what time, he couldn't keep track of time because it was so dark. He knew one thing though, he was in pain. He had been through countless 'Crucio's' and when that didn't break him his father had even resorted to physical beatings. Once he had made the mistake of calling out Harry's name. His father seemed to think that was amusing and then resorted to mental abuse. He had figured out Draco's emotions for the boy who lived and was determined to break him one way or another. The worst was when he actually started to use Draco for his own...pervertions. He had even used his cane at one time and Draco was sure he wouldn't be able to feel anything but agony in his backside for as long as he lived. However long that would be.
So here he was. The only thing was that now, he was ready to give up. Pain was everywhere, in every movement and in every thought. He groaned, he was on his side and the ground was pressing up on his aching sides. It wouldn't matter if I died...He won't love me..Ever... He thought miserably. He was about to close his eyes when the door to the cell was slammed open and light flowed into the Room. He looked up at his rescuer, he knew who it was even though his vision was blurry from the blood loss. Harry had saved him. He heard a gasp and knew that the sight of him must have startled him.
"Malfoy? My god. So Pansy wasn't..She was being serious." He said, his face full of suprise. Draco chuckled harshly, which lead into a series of coughs. The coughs finally subsided when he had choked up some blood. He soon found arms wrapping around him and pulling him up into a sitting position. Draco cried out as his broken bones were moved. "I'm sorry, but we have to hurry." Harry whispered and Draco tried his hardest to be quiet. It's not that he minded Harry's arms around him, infact he had been craving it ever since the Yule ball. He was sure, if he had not been in such intense pain, that he would have enjoyed it.
He was pulled onto a broom with Harry and held on his lap. Whenever they would move a bit to the side and he was pressed against Harry, he would moan softly. "Shhh, Draco, We're almost there." Harry had said and Draco calmed slightly. At least it was Harry here with him. With him not having to keep watch for someone coming in and causing him more pain, Draco fell into a dreamless sleep against Harry's warm body.
When Draco woke up he was alone. His chest tightened at the feeling of panic. Where was he? He looked around frantically and was releaved when he noticed that he was in the infirmary at Hogwarts. He sighed, the memories from the night before coming back. He relaxed into the bed, glad that all the pain was gone and he no longer was going to be punished for something he never did. Finally, he would be free of that man, and that way of life. Maybe...